I gave myself. Maybe it’s that I wanted her closer to me.
“No, not at all. He was the perfect gentleman the entire time. He and Gary told me some stories about your outing in Paris yesterday. You enjoyed your time in the 18th Arrondissement, I understand.”
Now it was my turn to be embarrassed. I should have told him ahead of time that topic was off-limits. We weren’t the kind of guys to kiss and tell. Now I was hoping he didn’t bother to give her the specifics of our escapades yesterday.
“Let’s just say it was a memorable visit that probably won’t happen again. Once was enough for me.” I eyed her reaction which wasn’t what I thought it would be. She didn’t seem the least bit offended that I went to the sex district of Paris. “So why don’t we get out of here and do something fun? We have the limo at our disposal all night, and since you live here, you know the best places to hang out.”
“Is that really what you want to do…hang out?”
I wanted to say hell no , but I wasn’t getting that let’s get in the corner and have some wild groupie sex feeling either, so I put the ball back in her court. “Hey, I’m game for whatever you want to do. What do you and your friends usually do after concerts?”
“I’ve never been backstage at a concert before, but once the idea formed in JeanMarie’s mind, we were going to be back here after your band played.”
I leaned in, kissed her cheek, and whispered, “And I’m damn glad she has the determination to go after what she wants. What about you, Lola. Do you go after what you want?” I kissed just below her ear and ran my nose down her jawline. Damn, she smelled good. It was a bold move on my part, but I wanted to test a few limits with her right up front. “We only have one night. Are we going to make the most of it?”
She leaned back and looked into my eyes, hers blinking rapidly. “Yes, I think we will.”
“Then we better get out of here now.” I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to my side. I yelled back at Carter. “I’m out. See you tomorrow.” He tipped his head assuming where this was going. I only prayed Lola and I were truly on the same page.
The limo driver asked where to, and I looked at her. She gave him an address, and he nodded as though he knew the location, which was still a mystery to me. I didn’t care at this point as long as we were going there together. As the vehicle took off into traffic, she turned and looked at me.
“Don’t you want to know what I said to him?” I could barely make out her eyes except when they caught the glow of the street lights we passed under.
“Are we going there together?” I wrapped my hand behind her neck and pulled her in, kissing her softly.
“Well, of course.” She reciprocated the move after she spoke.
“Then I really don’t care,” I said barely touching her lips, then descended back on the luscious fullness. She caught me off guard when she climbed over and straddled my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. This night looked better by the minute.
I knew Gunner thought we were going to my home or a hotel, or someplace we could be alone, but I wasn’t ready to go there yet. Unlike JeanMarie , I didn’t jump into bed on the first date, and this wasn’t even a date, was it? Instead, we were going to a club my friends, and I hung out at all the time. The bouncer, Theo, knew me well, and when I told him I had a celebrity with me, we got in for free, too.
Driving up to Concrete, the limo stopped right at the door, and when Theo saw me get out behind Gunner, he gave me a knowing smirk. I think arriving in the limo said it all because he opened the corded rope and let us through, even though the crowd in line yelled out a few complaints.
“I hope you like to dance, Gunner. It’s one of our favorite places to come, and there’s a great upstairs level that’s quiet, so we can talk.” I could tell by the look on his face he was a little